Category: Letters to Abby

{Click here to first read "To My Husband: Family Letters Part I"} Sweet Girl, Today, you turned 3.5 years old. You asked for balloons, a koala to hang Christmas ornaments on (what in the world?!?), and a vanilla bean scone with white icing and your name written on it - in no particular order. You... Continue Reading →

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My Sweet Abby, You have been counting down the days until your birthday. Talking about all of the sweets and pink sparkly things that you wanted. And, today, you finally turned three. Donned your pink sparkly birthday hat. Prepared to greet the world with the same enthusiasm that you have for all of life. You... Continue Reading →

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My Dearest Girl, These letters are getting fewer and further between, but my moments with you grow more vibrant. More alive. More complex as your imagination and creativity soar. One of your favorite activities right now is to "float away" in a cardboard box. After emptying it of all its contents, you fill the "boat"... Continue Reading →

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Dear Abby, You jump and jump and jump. Two feet off the floor. Bouncing. Hopping. "Like a rabbit." "Like a monkey (who has to be continually reminded not to fall off of the bed...the chair...the stairs...the box...)." You chatter loudly. Insistently. With great gusto. With a vocabulary that astounds me. With an attitude that makes... Continue Reading →

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Dear Abby, You are becoming a little girl with opinions, preferences, and a vocabulary to vehemently voice them. You are becoming tender and caring, crying when other children get hurt and "feeding" your Bear food from your own plate. You are just occasionally slowing down enough to cuddle. You are more often than not running... Continue Reading →

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Dear Abby, There are a lot of unknowns in our family's journey right now. So much so that I almost didn't start writing this post. In the beautiful crazy that was this summer, I missed your 16-month-update, so what difference would a few more weeks make? A world of difference. Because your mama is struggling.... Continue Reading →

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My Sweet Little Girl, Heralded by fireworks on the 4th of July, you turned 15 months. Every day a bit more of your "baby self" fades into memory as your "toddler self" emerges in all of its opinionated, independent-yet-clingy, creative, imaginative glory. I have witnessed more cognitive and motor development over the past several months... Continue Reading →

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My Dearest Abigail Nichelle, Today, you turned one year old. Today, you are undeniably a toddler. Today, you woke up smiling and went to bed having just eaten cake – with a fork – because you wouldn’t taste it with your fingers. You are my precious, particular, exuberant girl. You are Abby. Beautiful. Bold. Fearless.... Continue Reading →